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Present (Trafalgar LawXReader)"We've finally reached an island in the new world." Law thought, turning round on his swivel chair. "Let's hope it's not a crazy as the last one" He shuddered, remembering the gigantic creature that had almost eaten Bepo. He scratched his neck and stood up. "Prepare to surface!"Present (Trafalgar LawXReader) by Shihagami
"Okay so far so good." They'd docked the sub and followed the road into town. So far they hadn't seen anybody yet. As they continued down, a town of sorts came into sight. A huge black forest was behind it. The rest of the crew stared, and started at his comment. "Saboady's bigger." They looked at each other and nodded, smiling. He walked on the high street, his heels clacking on the stones.
Again, deserted.... Bepo pricked his ears up. "Captain, captain, I can hear something... like a crowd shouting." At that moment a young boy sprinted past them, almost knocking into Bepo. "Watch it!" Law shouted loudly. The kid stooped to pick his hat up, gave a mock little bow and answered. "Sorry, time's a little tight, go
Clothes, Or Why We Should All Be NudistsClothes, Or Why We Should All Be Nudists by shadowsmokeandfire
If you looked through my closet, you would notice that my wardrobe consists almost entirely of black running pants, black athletic shorts, and black T-shirts. You may find the occasional white button-up hidden among my paint-splattered shirts from middle school and graphic tees, but the few nice shirts I own have problems of their own, often being too large or stained. I realize my closet is abysmal, especially for a teenage girl. My closet should overflow with denim shorts and vintage T-shirts, not the dreary athletic wear that inhabits most of it. I have tried to even out the ratio of dresses to sweatpants in my wardrobe, or at least introduce a color other than black, but my utilitarianism usually wins at the checkout counter. Black matches with everything and works for most occasions. Besides, I never leave the house unless I am going to school or Church, exercising, or buying groceries, so I see no purpose for a flowery crop-top or ripped jeans. There is no reason for me to buy cl
Livin' Young and Wild and FreeLivin' Young and Wild and Free by shadowsmokeandfire
There is nothing particularly remarkable about my backpack. It is a black, inconspicuous hiking backpack, sturdy and stout. I bought it on sale, and in it, I carry my phone, petroleum jelly, my school ID, a three-hole punch, my reusable water bottle, the keys to my house, and the entire contents of my locker. The only personality my backpack has comes from a hand-made lanyard hanging off of one of the zippers, and even that serves a practical purpose, standing in for the zipper pull I lost sophomore year. Thankfully, I only have to endure one more year with my falling-apart book bag before I head off to college and no longer have to lug my books from class to class.
Getting rid of my backpack will be a cathartic experience for me. Most of the memories I have made with it were unpleasant (crying about my inability to understand physics, crying while everyone else goes to Homecoming, crying for the sake of it), so I look forward to the day when I can pitch those memories and my backpack
Rising AboveUsing a candle, I held it up to truly seeRising Above by RemnantDoomBlossom
light took the shadows from your hands
and then I realize now that I am free
I can finally say goodbye to these sad lands.
I had become helplessly and hopelessly buried
I had struggled, choked, and cried
but it was myself that I continuously carried
I believe each moment a piece of me died.
Yet, I could feel a light drawing nearer
I dug myself from the deepest pits of the dirt
now I can stand looking in the mirror
I have risen above this bleeding hurt.
You have done your harmful deeds
but you have failed to bury me completely
reflection is what your heart needs
regardless, I'll say goodbye to you sweetly.
So farewell. Enjoy your lonesome tree.
A Miko's Heart: 15Naruto had never felt so much rage before. The only time he had ever felt this much rage bubbling within his very being was when his village had been destroyed. Now though, he was going to make sure that the source of this rage was dead. Kuro was a demon that the young fox was going to take down. Nothing was going to stop him, and he would make sure that Kuro suffered a fate worse than death. He was going to destroy his very soul and send the bits and pieces to hell.A Miko's Heart: 15 by fire-inu-princess
“Ah, Naruto… you’ve arrived. I didn’t think you would show up. Have you thought about joining me? Wait… how did those humans get through my army?”
“You mean the army of like twenty demons in the front? Yeah we killed them.” Said Sasuke as if it was no big deal. Though, that had confused Naruto a great deal. If this guy was a great demon lord or whatever shouldn’t the guy have like hundreds or maybe even thousands of demons on his side and not twenty? None of this
COMMISSIONS: OPENProcrastinated with this long enough so it is time to put some examples, prices and terms for the very first time here on DA for commissionsor on my profile page
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Line-art 20 $ or 2000
I am making them digitally and a little bit rough so look closely if you like the style.
Could be more than one character.
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